A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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sab mere karmo ka fal hai

Tere jaisa yaar kahan

 

Kahan tere jaisa yarana..

 

Yaa

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Dil ki har dhadkan ka ehsaas ho tum...

Is dil ki har dhadkan ka ehsaas ho tum,
Tum kya jaano hamare liye kitne khaas ho tum.

KHUD KO KABIL BANA

khud ko kaabil bana manjil ko apana bana…

Thak bhi gaya to 1-2 daud phir bhi laga&

mujhe kya fikar

उलझनों और कश्मकश में उम्मीद की ढाल लि

Our Friendship

I met you as a stranger, then took you as my friend.

Our friendship is something that wil

apna bana gaya tu

yoon zindgi ke khawab dikha gaya tu 

muskurakar apna bana gaya tu

behti hui

KHWABO KA PARDA

Khwabon ka parda yaha par ab,

Ban

Wishes Don't Come True

I wish there were words to express how I feel,

But no words I see will do.

No wor

In Jesus I Abide

No matter what happens in my life,

Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,

Whatever befalls